Kamal Se Komal O Chikne Ju Makhan Te,
Pare Drishti Kripamayi Hota Prem Vrishti Hai. [1]
Tihare Charan Arvind Ju Nihare Radhe,
Vimal Anoop Lakhi Rasmayi Srishti Hai. [2]
Mohan Man Mohive Ki Gati Hoon Bhool Jaat,
Aiso Prabhav Lakhi Waro Rati Koti Hai. [3]
Sevat Charan Seva Kunj Mein Anokhi Bhaanti,
'Priyadasi' Nirkhat Lataan Drum Oat Hai. [4]
- Shri Priyadasi Ji
O Śrī Rādhā, Your lotus feet are as tender as a lotus flower and as soft as butter; the mere ‘darśana’ [sight] of which bestows divine love. [1]
Pare Drishti Kripamayi Hota Prem Vrishti Hai. [1]
Tihare Charan Arvind Ju Nihare Radhe,
Vimal Anoop Lakhi Rasmayi Srishti Hai. [2]
Mohan Man Mohive Ki Gati Hoon Bhool Jaat,
Aiso Prabhav Lakhi Waro Rati Koti Hai. [3]
Sevat Charan Seva Kunj Mein Anokhi Bhaanti,
'Priyadasi' Nirkhat Lataan Drum Oat Hai. [4]
- Shri Priyadasi Ji
O Śrī Rādhā, Your lotus feet are as tender as a lotus flower and as soft as butter; the mere ‘darśana’ [sight] of which bestows divine love. [1]
On seeing Your pious and unparalleled lotus feet, Śrī Kṛṣṇa is drowned in the divine realm of nectar. [2]
Śrī Kṛṣṇa, the supreme enticer, forgets the art of captivating the mind, seeing such an effect of Śrī Rādhā’s lotus feet, and therefore He starts sacrificing millions of Ratis, the goddess of love, upon them. [3]
Śrī Priyadāsī Jī, while being situated inside the bowers [vines], beholds the sight in which Śrī Kṛṣṇa is incredibly serving the lotus feet of Śrī Rādhā in Sevā Kunj. [4]